He was fucking my face hard, when finally he froze up and started cumming. Thank god it was over. I went to my room and cried. Then next day he told m... he loved me and thats why he chose me to do that with. I didnt feel the same way about him any more thought. He started having me come into his room daily and he would eat me out. I have to admit, after a while it started feeling good, but I never came. Each time he would try and put his finger in and one day I felt a shooting pain as he slid it. As she clears my dick I whisper in her ear, “Come cake.” She drops back into my lap while having an orgasm. When recovered, she stands up and gives me look of half glare and half thank you. As she reaches the door to the lounge room Carla walks in nude and heads in my direction. I stand up to walk around the lounge chair and direct her to join me. I have her lean over its back.Smiling I say, “You made it clear you wanted me to fuck you, so I intend to do a proper job.” She smiles as I spread. . I turn over to face her, eyes closed, pretending to be asleep. She quickly turns over to face the wall. Yeah, she was definitely masturbating. After a few minutes lying motionless, her back towards me, she starts writhing again. My cock starts getting hard, and her shifting ass starts to bump against it. She slows down momentarily, realising what is happening. But then she speeds up, grinding more and more against my cock, breathing heavily. After awhile, she reaches behind and grabs my arm,. Some guys stroked right there in their front seat trying to attract someone over.I walked steadily into the bathroom where most of the action tended to start. The stalls were busy as were the urinals. i waited in mocking anticipation of using a toilet. Eventually a urinal opened up so I took the minimal opportunity to let my aching cock out of my jeans it had been trying to bust for the past hour.I stood there quietly letting myself relax a bit. i could here all sorts of movement in the stalls.